Please paraphrase the poem "The Solitary Reaper."

Suggested paraphrase ideas for the poem The Solitary Reaper by William Wordsworth

Look at her, all alone,

Girl from the Highland mountains of Scotland,

Harvesting the grain.

Pass by quietly, or stop altogether for a moment

So as not to disturb her -

See how she cuts and ties the stalks

Singing her sorrowful song.

Just listen - the whole deep valley

Overflows with the music.

Not even the beautiful Nightingale bird

Sang such cheering music to groups of

Tired and thirsty travellers at an oasis

In some desert of the Middle East.

Neither did a Cuckoo bird

Brighten the quietness of the tempestuous seas

Around the Scottish Islands

So far away and isolated.

Doesn't anyone know the tune she's singing?

I wish I knew.

Perhaps the notes tell of sorrow or war from long ago

In her past

Or maybe its just some daily domestic strife

That she suffered in her past

And will again suffer in her future.

Whatever the name of the song the young girl sang

She sang it as if it would never have an ending -

I saw her sing it while she worked

With the sharp curved wheat knife in her hand

as she bent to cut and tie.

It was music that stayed in my heart for ever

As I departed up the hill

And could her singing no more.

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